A short book, perhaps a novella, perhaps a long-short story.
As I often feel when I read Lawrence, the thinking or the writing is at a different plane at times. The story proceeds like many other such novels, which are straightforward on surface, but the psychological aspects or aspects of the psyche of the characters explored here are quite different. They seem to be on a more nuanced plane. Still, in a coherent narrative whole, not in terms of character's self-chatter, just the reality of the situation explored at multiple planes by the author.
"There was a doggedness in her voice. She went about very quietly. In her soul, she knew what was going to happen. She knew that Mr Massy was stronger than she, and that she must submit to what he was. Her physical self was prouder, stronger than he, her physical self disliked and despised him. But she was in the grip of his moral, mental being. And she felt the days allotted out to her. And her family watched."
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